Theo knocked on Katie’s door, already having rung the doorbell with no success. He carried a box of muffins, desperately hoping they counted as a treat.
A moment later, the door opened and Katie stood there, looking positively radiant. She leaned into the doorway. “Hey.”
Theo hadn’t been out of the dating pool for so long that he didn’t recognize flirting when he saw it. “Hey, yourself.” She seemed relaxed, but he felt like he’d swallowed a hand grenade that could explode at any moment.
“My doorbell works,” she said, falling back a step to give him room to enter.
“Oh, I… thought maybe you hadn’t heard me.” Theo stepped into her house, the scent of the Hawaiian breeze overly tropical and barely covering the antiseptic smell of air freshener. The floors gleamed, and nothing seemed to be
